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Topgun40fest Day 1: "Colors"

I drew an art set based around two color-themed Taylor Swift songs: Red and Daylight. I love the poetically (and fatefully) intertwined relationships between Maverick and Goose, and Maverick and Rooster, and they are a huge part of TG's heart for me.

Thank you to @topgun40fest for hosting this event! Happy 40th Anniversary, Top Gun!!! :D

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Yaoi warrior Tom Cruise

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19. things you said when we were the happiest we ever were Pre canon Goosmav under cut :D

Mav was awoken from his sleep, much to his disappointment. He always dread this day. His birthday. And while he does have Goose now he didn't know how today was going to be any different given they weren't really in a place they could celebrate.

Still as he turned to look at Goose's face which was currently beaming ear to ear he couldn't be too mad at him.

After stretching and yawning, Maverick rubbed his eyes, “Morning buddy.”

Goose's beaming smile was downgraded to a tired smile for a brief moment before Maverick could see that Goose was now putting on a more forced smile. Still it seemed his friend was going to press on.

“Not just any morning, Mav.” Goose said, taking a step away from the bunk to pick something up from the ground. It was a rather large but somewhat flat box, frankly Maverick had no idea how he hid a box that size from him for that long.

“That wouldn't happen to be a birthday present for me would it?” Maverick smirked but he was too tired and it didn't feel like it came out right. Still that didn't seem to dampen Goose's enthusiasm.

“Damn right it is!” Goose reached up and ruffled Maverick's hair, “Now open it.”

“It's not wrapped.” Maverick raised an eyebrow but he couldn't help but smile. He didn't really care, but it is fun to tease him.

Goose huffed and his cheeks were turning pink, “When you see the amount of work I put into it, you will see why I didn't have the time!”

“If you say-” But Maverick's words came to a screeching halt as he laid eyes on his gift. It was a brown leather jacket with a light brown fur collar and… it was covered in patches. All sewn on. Maverick blinked trying to ignore the fact tears were starting to form in his eyes.

But how could he not, when there was so much care and attention put into this gift. He ran his hand over every patch he could see. But especially on the Dallas Texas one.

“Picked that up at home.” Goose said, pride in his voice very evident, “You can tell it is the first one I sewed on because it is shit.”

“...Had you done any sewing before?” Maverick had picked up the jacket now, it was a bit bigger than he expected but it was probably better if it wasn't too small on him.

“Ah. No. I learned just to do this.”

That makes sense after all- Again any momentum Maverick had finished in a flash. This Far East Cruise, it was one his father went on. That much he remembered was this his-

Goose, ever the mind reader, answered his question, “I uhhh asked around and found out the tours your dad went on. That one was the first one I found actually; why got the jacket in the first place.”

“Ah, got it.” He turned the jacket back over, “That's why some of these are marine patches.”

“Damn, I was hoping you wouldn't notice.” Goose chuckled as Maverick snorted.

“Of course I noticed. It's me. But I can see why you did. The colors work well with the rest.”

“Glad you think so.”

It was then that Maverick looked at Goose's hand, which now was obvious had pricks on his fingertips. He wasn't kidding, he did this all himself.

“... Hey Goose?”

“Yeah Mav?”

Maverick set the jacket down and moved his legs over the guard rail of his bunk and jumped down to the floor. It hurt a bit but he was just going to ignore it. Instead he threw his arms around Goose, hugging him tightly, burying his head into him as much as he could.

And now the tears came but for once they weren't sad tears they were happy tears. Relief. Relief from years of sadness and loneliness. Replaced now with love. That's what this was.

“Thank you, Goose.”

Goose was hugging him back, “Hey anything for you.”

Maverick pulled back slightly to look up at Goose. And it hits him, he means it. He would do anything for him. A soft smile forms on his face as he gently takes Goose's hand to kiss the marks on his hand. Signs of love. “You… you are incredible.”

There was a moment of silence between the two before Goose moved his hand, but not in retreat. No, instead he moved his to rest under Maverick's chin to tilt it slightly more upwards and then cup his cheek. And planted a soft kiss on his lips.

Maverick wished it could've gone on longer but his stomach began to rumble. Goose chuckled, “I think you need a birthday breakfast before we do any more of that.”

Honesty Maverick didn't even mind, “Yeah that… that sounds good.”

It didn't matter if he had to wait, this was the best birthday Maverick ever had.

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"I'll protect them for you, Goose..."

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The Stocking Stuffer Series - Goosemav

Thanks to @acaciajules for the prompt!

What Goose means to Maverick:

His reason to keep going. There aren’t many people in Mav’s corner. Not after his dad was shot down and his mother… died. Pete made it through jROTC without much fuss, it’s only when he’s rejected from Annapolis despite his grades and joined the ROTC track in college that troubles really started. But Pete made it through on his own two feet and then through Flight School, and Mav loves flying but he’s so close to dropping out. Then he met Goose. Goose stood by him through crappy shifts, maintenance requests delayed, and being passed over time and time again. Even invited Pete home and made him a part of his growing family. Pete isn’t sure what he wouldn’t do to for with Nick and the rest of his new family.

What Maverick means to Goose:

The only thing keeping him sane. Life on a carrier is rough and life away from his wife and child is even more difficult. Nick had hoped his acceptance to the Academy would be his way out of Tennessee, and it had! He just hadn’t considered what leaving Tennessee really meant. Navy life meant long hours, months away from his family, missing mile-stone after mile-stone, bad chow, and long periods of utter boredom interspersed with brief moments of gut-clenching terror. Thankfully Pete’s there to keep him sane. A little bit home to keep Goose grounded. Someone holding him together on nights when he wants to rattle apart.

Their Thing(tm):

Betting. It’s never for much money or over anything too serious, but just about anything and everything can become a bet between them. Do they have a surly waitress at a diner? A fiver on whether Goose can charm her by the end of lunch. They were handed physics worksheets at Top Gun? Top scorer gets to pick dinner. Neither of them looking forward to a long night patrol? Goose’s dessert says that Mav can roll three times without anyone noticing and calling them out. Anything to keep life interesting and spice things up a little. For her sanity, Carol has banned all bets involving Bradley or their love life when the two are home. She knows it doesn’t actually stop them, she knows Nick too long and has a gotten a decent grasp in Pete’s personality, but at least the ban makes them a little more subtle about it.

Just a reminder, I’m doing Stocking Stuffers of 3 headcanons or 3 sentence drabbles for December! Send me characters, ships, or fandoms!

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mav and goose commissions for a lovely instagram user! thank you for commissioning me! these were an absolute blast to draw <3

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The reason that Goose got through to Mav such and why he loved and trusted him so much was party due to the inherited Mitchell family trust issues and also cause Goose basically grabbed him and fully in his face went:

"On purpose. I am going to care about your goddamn reckless ass on purpose."

And thats all she wrote.